Major General’s Smart and Gorgeous Wife

Chapter 22: Yunting, Good Night

Wood knew how much reason Yan must have lost, but shook his head: “I'm not good at it, I can only count so much. What exactly does that mean? I don't know.

But you have to remember, you know I know about this, the sky and machine must not be divulged, the divulgence will not be allowed. You'll find out tomorrow when you pick up the time and quietly go to the designated location. ”

Keep it a secret for me. ”

“Mmm.”

As for Liu Huan, she was purely carried, but the trees also had some ideas of their own.

The trees also pretended to be pale and worked hard, and told Yuan Liu: “Your relatives have been damaged in recent days. It should not be your parents, but your ancestors. Are you ill grandparents? ”

“Yes, my grandma coughs a lot this year. Grandma means Grandma, our rural dialect. ”

“I know, I'm also from Jones.” Wood nods: “Then your grandmother's illness may not be as simple as you imagined. You have to be careful. ”

At this time, the trees don't have to be loaded. Liu Huan lowered her head with a heavy face and reddish eyes. Her family had no money to cure, Grandma just said that she was not seriously ill, but she was just a new student.

Wood remembered the last life, when Liu Yuan died in her senior year.

Originally, her grandmother was not terminally ill and should not have died so early. She only kept hiding the illness from spending money to treat it and only worsened to death. Liu Yuan blamed herself for this for a long time, as if her relationship with her parents had also deteriorated a little.

Liu Yuan is kind and often helps the trees. She hopes that this world will also reward Liu Yuan. It would be best to avoid her grandmother's tragedy, but she doesn't know what the consequences will be if she goes against the sky.

And of course, there's a little bit of selfishness in the trees, which is, if the fate of the people around her changes, so will the tragedy of her and Yunting?

And her master, if she can predict the disaster, can Master not have to die?

When Liu Yuan opened the door with red eyes, Chen Fangya also thought the trees were mysterious. He shouted: “What about me? What about me, Taoist Auntie? ”

But the trees simply stopped playing with her:

“No, Ben Da Xian has exhausted his powers today and won't be able to do it for the next year. Don't go out and promote it, or you'll be beaten in the face. Don't look for me. I'm just an entry-level apprentice. ”

Lin Mu is afraid that Chen Fangya will see that the blossom is true!

“Come on, you can be shouted by Lin Tianlang. The whole Yan Da, not the whole Huaxia, you are the only one.” Chen Fangya was also reluctant.

The trees touch the nose and don't explain it. And Yunting's call, it's just in time.

“Wood. ”

“Hmm?”

“I'll be gone in the morning. ”

“When will you be back? ”

“There may be a day off in a month. ”

“It's only been a day.” The trees were a little faint, and she forgot that Yunting was a busy man, either going on a mission or leading a training team.

The body of the soldier is made of iron, especially his special forces, which are constantly hammered on weekdays, except for the holidays.

At this time, the trees are a little sorry to read Yan Da, she is also in good health, she can be a female soldier!

“Yun Ting, or should I report to the National Guard? I heard that the defense students will be entering the army later. ”

“No!” Yunting refused. "The Army's suffering is not for a girl like you. ”

“If you don't go, I'll spare you.” Wood and wood drums hung up the phone.

The last time Yunting couldn't catch up with the trees, he was just a guy who owed money to the emotionalists. She's the one who rared him, huh?

The trees were lying in bed, and I wondered if my tone was heavy. Yunting is also afraid of her hard work, for her own good.

Woody still texted Yunting on his cell phone: “Good night, Yunting. ”

“Little wood, good night.” Yunting's text was sent almost simultaneously, and apparently he was staring at the phone for a tangle.

Getting a good night's sleep in the woods, he can finally sleep in peace.

No, don't worry.

What if the trees miss him while he's gone? What if the trees are bullied?

Yunting thought about it, still a little sleepless, and finally came up with a solution.